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Hail, sacred Freedom, when by law restrain'd! Without you what were man? A grovelling herd, In darkness, wretchedness, and want enchain'd.
Beattis Oh, Liberty, thou goddess, heavenly bright, Profuse of bliss, and pregnant with delight! Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign, And smiling plenty leads thy wanton train; Eased of her load subjection grows more light, And poverty looks cheerful in thy sight; Thou makest the gloomy face of nature gay, Givest beauty to the sun, and pleasure to the day.
The evening heavens were calm and bright;
The placid planets held their modest way:
Around me man and nature slept;
Alone my solemn watch I kept,
I still was gazing up to heaven,
• From a poem delivered before the Phi Bea Kappa Society, at Cam bridge, in 1825.
As in the early hours of even; I still beheld the planets roll, And all those countless sons of light Flame from the broad blue arch, and guide the
When, lo, upon the plain,
In towering grandeur broke upon my eye. Proud in its strength and years, the ponderous pile
Flung up its time-defying towers ;
At vain assault of human powers,
In giant masses graced the walls above,
Yet ivy there and moss their garlands wove Grave, silent chroniclers of time's protracted flo'v.
Bursting on my steadfast gaze,
See, within, a sudden blaze!
That scarcely stirs the pine-tree top,
But soon it spread-
From wall to wall, from tower to tower,
Raging with resistless power; Till every fervent pillar giow'd,
And every stone seem'd burning coal, Instinct with living heat, that flow'd
Like streaming radiance from the kindled pole
Beautiful, fearful, grand,
'Tis done; what centuries had rear'd,
In quick explosion disappear'd,
But in their place
Bright with more than human grace, Robed in more than mortal seeming,
Radiant glory in her face, And eyes with heaven's own brightness beam.
ingRose a fair, majestic form, As the mild rainbow from the storm.